At the point when criminals on the lam attack the home of a clueless, apparently blameless, outskirts family to hang out for the night, a sudden round of feline and mouse results, prompting to enticement, part inversion, and at last, bleeding revenge.
After the bleeding and effective theft of the bank of Cuchillo in New Mexico, Henry's pack fled the scene and warily made a beeline for the fringes for a sheltered split of the plunders. On their trail is Josiah, an able abundance seeker, who with the guide of a couple of men, is attempting to capture them and gather the abundance. The dusks, and an apparently secluded farmhouse resembles the best safehouse for the group to spend the night and carry on crisp in the morning. Shockingly, there lives the group of minister George Tildon, a religious man who lives by the expression of God. The night is by all accounts long and the pressure continues building, yet it will be the morning sun that will reveal insight into shrouded privileged insights and the dimness inside them all.
